Voices, Night & Blues (Day Ten)

By Olabisi Akinwale 7 months ago

Voices, Night & Blues

Day 10



the wind would come & go

with the tales of memories

that do not make it home, 

morning birds would mourn 

the faded beauty of the moon

& dead glows of night stars, 

the waves will come in whispers

of voices trapped in their 

own symphonies & melodies,

but our love will be

the vastness & everlastingness of the sky

it will never lost its beauty & blueness.


© Olabisi Abiodun Akinwale

Undiluted Poet



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